my Thriller/Horror stories

Abandoned

Pablo courted around my legs like a prince around a maiden-holding tower, expectant for a bite of my food.

"You wouldnt like it," I told him.

He stared back at me with a petulent look as if to say 'what do you know about what I like and what not'.

Stupid cat.

I shook my head and turned around when I suddenly felt pain sting through my left arm. I screamed out of shock when I realised that Pablo had turned into some gruesome little monster that tried its best to eat me.

Then I snapped out of it.
  Hallucinations, again. Slowly, fragments of the past weeks emerged from the back of my memory. That day, it hasn't been my cat that had attacked me, but a stranger who somehow had gotten into my flat to abduct me. Next thing I remembered was being held in a white cell, looking like straight out of an anime, where some mad scientists experimented on me as if I was some kind of mutant. I really thought I was part of some prank or TV-show at first.

But the pain quickly made me realise that this was no anime. This was brutal reality. Near the end the experiments have gotten so harsh that partways I wasn't so sure that they didn't simply tortured me out of pure lust or boredom.

And now, they've thrown me away. Left to die in this infinite desert.

I couldn't even remember how long I already went without water and food. Three days, maybe five? I've lost all sense of time and space.
Maybe I would've had a chance to get out of this alive if I could walk instead of crawl. Self-pitying I threw a look on the stumps that used to be my feet.

First, they had taken my toes, one by one. Then the rest, leaving only bloody stumps and broken bones. Of course they hadn't anesthesised me. Of course they did take action so the wounds wouldn't rot - of course they wouldn't have wanted me to die so quickly. And of course I was aware that I had lost my sanity after the fourth toe.

I still wasn't used to their sight, and I definetely haven't learned to walk on them yet. So I crawled through the sand, my scarred back exposed to the scorching heat of the blazing sun, pulling myself forward with my - honestly not much better looking - hands. At least I still had both of them, even though only the right one still had fingers left.

Suddenly and without warning my body started to shake. It felt like something inside of me tried to move, twisting and bulking.

What...

A tear fought its way through my dried up eyelids. I tried to hold it back - as if I could afford any loss of body liquid - but it broke through. And with it came more.

Emotions, I recognized.

How long has it been since I've felt anything? The pain has made my mind go numb much faster than my body.
Fear, anger, sadness and even hapiness. All of them erupted out of me like a fire.
  Only then I realised that I haven't felt most of them since long before I had been kidnapped. My life before has been dull. Not really a life worth living at all. Somehow, in this moment, I felt more whole then in the rest of my potyful life. As if parts of me that had been lost for ahes had finally decided come back to me.
  Like waves in the ocean they surged up, higher and higher, wave after wave until I lost myself inside of the current.

And then I felt it.

Power.

What kind of power?

I don't know.

But it felt good. Instinctively I led it through my body. It surged through my veins and brought new energy to me. After a moment the heat was gone, and so was the pain.

When I opened my eyes again, I already knew what had happened. Still a bit shakily I stood up on my newly grown feet, gazing baffled at my fully healed hands. A jolt of joy whipped through my body and with a shout I jumped into the air - and stayed in it.

I even can fly? Nothing can stop me now!

"Get him down!"

What? Where is this voice coming from?

"Looks like he's made his breakthrough while hallucinating like that - almost thought we'd have to dispose of him," the voice said.

No, no, this can't be. Please, no, no, no.

I opened my eyes, for real this time. I wasn't in the desert anymore. Instead, I hung in the air of the cell. Of my cell. I was healed though. Horrified I watched the drones approach.

"Nah nah, no need to be so anxious," the voice from the speaker said. "The real experiment has yet to begin."